Lana
What day was it? How long have I been here? I wished I could see outside just once. No idea whether it was day or night. I had long since healed from my injuries. Yet the meager meals they supplied me with that coupled by the silver bracelets that locked onto my hands and feet sapped every ounce of strength I had. Alone with my thoughts, and the lack of Neoma to comfort me. Not only her, but I also couldn’t feel Cross. That alone made me feel for the worse.
I couldn’t see the face of the guard who brought me my meals or dragged me out for torture. I didn’t even want to think of the things they did to me. I prayed for death all day until I fell asleep.
I thought back to the day they threw me in this room. Guardians of the Alpha. Nine of them had stood before me, hooded
